LOGINRevenge. Sweeter than a kiss laced with honey. Hotter than the deepest depths of hell. And, it hits harder than a f*cking train… I want all of it. I need it more than the air filtering through my lungs. And the constant, unsteady but racy beat of my heart when I’m around them. Darius. Jace. Hunter. It took them five minutes to destroy my life. Faster than it took the eighteen years of my existence for my father–the alpha of the Black Syndicate–to ruin me. I was neglected. Abandoned. Rejected. Pushed around and outcasted by my pack. Now I have to prove myself so my father’s gang won’t kill me. All because of them and by the hands of my father. Want to know the worst part? They are working together. What they don’t know is, once I get released from the juvenile detention center for werewolves I was sent to because of them–I will tear them to shreds. One by one. I, Elise Cartwright, will get my revenge. NOTE: This is an enemies to lovers dark/mafia/werewolf romance where the girl will end up with multiple love interests. (Reverse Harem)
View MoreShe jumped.Not just any jump. A fucking leap—up, over a fallen tree trunk, twisting midair like she knew I was right behind her.I skidded, barely dodging the damn thing, snapping my teeth as I missed her by a breath.She hit the ground running.Darius was still on our heels, a growl splitting through the night, deep and thunderous, rattling in my chest. His stride was closing in.Elise was running out of time.I didn’t think.I reacted.I veered, cutting right, taking the risk.It was all about speed. About angles. I knew how to move, how to shift my weight just right to steal back a fraction of a second.And right now, a fraction of a second was all I needed.I caught up.I lunged—And this time, I didn’t miss.My teeth latched onto the scruff of her neck, not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to yank her back.She yelped, a startled sound, her body jerking as I twisted, using our momentum to throw her sideways, sending her tumbling into the underbrush.Darius lunged—And missed
Jace. “You’re not doing enough, Jace.”I pinched the bridge of my nose, barely resisting the urge to bash my head against the marble countertop. “I’m. Doing. My. Best.”Damn it. As much as I tried to keep my tone composed, it still comes out angry and clipped. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to catch it. He fucking rarely does.“No, you’re not.” My father’s voice was sharp, like a blade honed for one purpose—cutting me down. “You need to be more proactive. Earn Charles’ trust. Run his errands, take an inside job if it’s offered. Hell—if it helps, fuck his daughter. Make yourself indispensable.”Indispensable. Right. Like I wasn’t already dancing on the edge of losing what little was left of my goddamn soul.I exhaled, slow and measured. “I’m handling it.”“You’d better be.” A pause. “This isn’t just about you, Jace. It’s about the family. Your name needs to carry weight, or you’ll never make it where you need to be.”Where I needed to be. As if I had a fucking say in it.My jaw ticked. “L
Darius went utterly still. For a long, drawn-out second, he just stared at me, his lips pressing into a firm line. Then he let out a slow, measured breath, like he was choosing to control himself.“It’s called an alpha and a future alpha working together,” he said smoothly, but there was an edge to his voice, a barely concealed growl beneath it. “Trading useful information about other packs. Strengthening our hold. Preparing for threats. Not whatever bullshit Hunter’s doing.”I cocked my head. “Really?” I murmured, my voice a little too sweet. “Because you look five seconds away from snapping my dad’s neck.”That did it.The muscle in his jaw twitched violently. His hands clenched into fists, his entire body tightening like a bowstring pulled back too far, too tight.And when he finally spoke, his voice was a razor’s edge.“Are you working for him?” he demanded.The question sent a jolt through me.My breath stalled, my pulse spiking as I processed what he had just asked. I sure as sh
The restraints bit into my wrists, but I didn’t stop fighting against them. The second Darius had pushed me into his room like some unruly fucking criminal, I knew I was in for it. And now—after his rough hands had forced me down into this godforsaken chair, my arms tied behind my back—I knew I had officially pushed him over the edge.Good.Because he sure as hell had pushed me over mine.I jerked against the restraints again, my breath coming out in sharp, irritated bursts as I glared up at him. He stood in front of me, broad shoulders heaving, dark eyes burning with something raw and unhinged. His jaw was locked so tight it looked like it might snap. I had seen Darius angry before. Had seen the way his rage twisted into something lethal and violent.But this? This was different.His hands flexed at his sides, like he was seconds away from losing whatever control he had left. Then, in a voice so low and cutting it sent a shiver straight down my spine, he asked,“Did you fuck him?”I






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